Best Fop Poems

He was a fop, a fool, a popinjay
Man-about-town, too cute and gay
A fashion plate, a cavalier blade
His arrogance riveled an oak’s tree shade...

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So, why didn’t you stop
After seeing a red-eyed cop
You know could ask you to hurriedly drop
And have you childishly begin to hop
Or ludicrously  bop
To still hard blows  wire to your face while on top
And angrier, like gilled corn, pop!
A prelude to making you...

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